To begin a the beginning:
This morning all four kids were pleasant and cooperative, even clearing the table and doing homework.
I ran to work via nursery with Pico-J in the trailer, in 3-wheel mode, and the sun shone.
On the way I exchanged pleasantries with another forumite, of which more in another thread.
When I got to work, the first person I saw was John. Back in September John was SMIDSYed on his motorcycle.
Weeks of coma, multiple fractures, amnesia, rehab, the whole deal. Now he's back at work. Part time, thinner, tired-looking, but himself and standing.